the hollow crown, and the feels.

[reiks]

Was it not the man who came before me who had said the very same to you, our sweet and loving writer, that "we are getting carried away?"

Lady dearest, if you have no destination to arrive at nor even a path set upon my feet, what purpose is there in even starting this adventure at all? Your decisions are too impulsive for even myself, for surely I have better things to tend to rather than bend to the will of one who cannot even remember where to go from here. Good company, good drink, good women. A plan, in the very least.

Do I appreciate your care and concern? Of course, 'tis an honour to be among the many considered, selected from the masses by one so generous, honest if a bit daft. But think your decisions through proper, before embarking on any quest. Even a quest so small as to find new company.

Until our next meeting, lady writer fair, to which I have no doubt there will be another time for such discussions to take place.

Comments

[shorthanded]

This would seem to be a common trend, especially in this place. The 'getting carried away,' that is. I have come to accept that it is just best to make one's self comfortable, and wait for their attention to pass to another.

[reiks]

Oh? And here I would think that any man would appreciate the chance to step out into the light, and gather all the attention and praise for at least once in their time on this Earth.

[shorthanded]

There are a great many things more important than glory and praise.

[reiks]

Of that, there is no doubt. And what calls your attention away, if I may be bold enough to ask?

[shorthanded]

The health and safety of my beloved wife.

[reiks]

Ah. Among the most noble of causes, my good man.

[bill_hazeldine]

This place is pretty weird, but there are some pretty decent folks here. Sounds like you've studied some theatre! Where did you go to University? Cambridge? Royal Academy?

[reiks]

[ You know, he was told there'd be days like this. ]

I'm afraid I've no theater experience behind me, not unless tables and tavern guests qualify as proper theater.

[bill_hazeldine]

Sure! I've done amateur theatre! Why not? Where d'you hail from?

[reiks]

England, my friend. The very country I hail over as her king.

[bill_hazeldine]

England? I grew up in London myself...
Wait...
You're the king of England?
[Bows deeply, dropping his eyes to the floor in reverence]
My liege, I offer you my loyalty, as ever am I a son of England.

[reiks]

[ Ah- yep, going to have to get used to that. ]

I accept as willingly and gratefully as it is given. Though there is nothing more that I ask of you.

[bill_hazeldine]

[straightens up and smiles amiably] Can I buy you a beer, my Lord?

[reiks]

[ Perk! ] Now there is an offer I could not refuse in any aspect.

[bill_hazeldine]

I know a lovely pub down the street that occasionally has a couple of folk bands that play on weekends. My treat.

[reiks]

[ Well! To that, he'll give a nod of his head. ] Lead on, good man.

you are a beautiful person!

[hotspurred]

Think you not it futile to reason with her at this late hour?

o///o no i'm not

[reiks]

Late hour? I find it matters not, when one has no set schedule to tend to. I would receive the same answers from her whether it be the crack of dawn or dead of night.

lies

[hotspurred]

[A scoff.]

Determent afore a public appearance was your greatest chance of success.

Now she rallies her spirit as she gains momentum. Your hope of escape conversely dims.

nu-uh

[reiks]

Escape? You sound as if her intentions are to cage me like a beast, and beat me with sharpened sticks! I've no doubt of her capabilities, of course, but I do not expect it to be so dreadful here that I must concern myself with an escape plan.

yuh-huh

[hotspurred]

Have you seen not some of these... games these people strive to place our likes in? To grow complacent, to trust in their intentions is folly!

nooooo ;;

[reiks]

I am well aware, indeed, and I am ... tentative friends with some of the others who've been sent to such places. I know that there are even worse that exist. But whatever the future lies in store for me, I will meet it with brandished shield and sharpened blade.

SORRY IF HAMLET IS A BIT OF A DOWNER ;;

[ex_tobe363]

Pay them no compliments, sweet prince and thereby princely cousin of mine, for these writers will take every honeyed word from your royal tongue and set at your feet a sticky pit against which we none of us can be free.

For which is better? To sit a forgotten wastrel with no more purpose nor name than the meanest stableboy? Or to be thrust out of our creation into scenes as objects to be moved and made sport of for another's enjoyment?

GOSH HAMLET

[reiks]

I would pay gratitude to the one willing to grant me a small shred of truth and happiness, if it only ever be brief and short lived. If I am only to experience this life once, then I will enjoy it while it lasts, whatever the purpose behind it be.